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Tuesday, February 2, 2021

The Normies, The Intelligentsia, The Elites

Humans are created beings. As created beings our lives should always and only serve our Divine Creator. We are fools when our lives serve other created entities (OCEs).

Everyone is a type of fool, which is OK so long as we recognize which type of fool we are and amend our foolishness accordingly. (This takes longer than anyone expects, so the sooner we recognize and acknowledge our foolishness, the better.)

Though flawed and foolish human beings, our aim should be to live as honestly as possible, which means admitting our hatred, our greed, our lust, our gluttony, our pride etc. This is hard, but this guide makes it slightly easier politically. (Admittedly the least important way to amend ourselves, but a good start.)

I do not claim to know the intimacy of an individual’s heart; only our Divine Creator has that ability. However, I do know the ingredient that makes a political opinion a bad one—lies. Professing lies as truths--however innocently ignorant or willfully mislead--always leads to living dishonestly and unwittingly serving OCEs.

Since it is still fashionable to have a loud and retarded political opinion via social media, it is easier for yours truly to identify when political lies have been believed, and easier to create said categories. But: because politics runs downstream our culture of death at large, retarded political opinions are just the tip of the shaft of lies that we are screwing ourselves with.

There are three basic categories of political fools that form the hierarchy of our culture of death: The Normies, The Intelligentsia and The Elites.

The Normies

For the most part normies are intrinsically good and rightfully believe in human dignity. Depending on their personality type (among other factors), normies fall somewhere between useful idiot and prole, aggressively leftist or complacent liberal.

Normies are not necessarily basic people—I know many extraordinary normies: PhDs, doctors, lawyers, raconteurs, people with strange interests, tastes and personalities—they just have basic political taste, a result of their political media consumption/education. I can be fascinated by a person, only to be disappointed when they disparage Trump as a ‘racist.’

Like all minds everywhere and for all times, normie minds are malleable, massaged into intellectual submission with a constant flow of propaganda into their brains via social media notifications and earbud implants. They thusly believe themselves to be constantly informed. However, the more propaganda they consume the more they cannot discern between fact and opinion. Normies are not skeptical when they consume propaganda because they have put naïve faith in its “objectivity.” They trust these OCEs, who only spew lies to unmask the normies' latent hatred towards injustice, aiming it towards concocted scapegoats like ‘systemic racism’ and ‘white supremacy.’ 

Their political viewpoint becomes a hackneyed repetition of the mainstream narrative with zero nuance. Normies cannot think outside this narrative because they are not aware of alternative  sources, or so offended by the existence of said sources that they are unwilling to give them credibility by giving them viewership, conditioned to believe that any other opinion outside "official" sources are solely based on ‘hatred’ and ‘bigotry.’

Examples: They gullibly believe that ‘Black Lives Matter’ means what the group’s name suggests, ignoring pervasive violence in black neighborhoods by black residents; they might not like abortion but still “respect a woman’s right to choose;” they think that Joe Biden was elected legitimately in an election that was “the most secure in history” according to the mainstream press; they think that diversity is our greatest strength at the same time believing racism is our biggest problem.

The normie worldview requires little scrutiny to fall apart, but they are incapable of scrutinizing it themselves. Not because they are stupid, but because they are kept ignorant by a matrix created to trap them intellectually. Depending on the normie’s personality and commitment to their ignorance, this is an impenetrable forcefield. The more far gone the normie the more they “answer” prodding questions to their beliefs with distractions, insults or lies.

Normies unwittingly serve The Elites. Who can blame them? They are busy creatures, with only a passing interest in political warfare because they think that, as Americans, they are supposed to have political opinions. While they have the right to have an idiotic opinion so distilled from reality that it is completely meaningless, they do not have to hold an idiotic opinion so distilled from reality that it is completely meaningless.

This normie label is meant to be taken personally; it is meant to be a political slur. I love normies, but not for their idiocy. I want them to stop being normies altogether, in the very least admit when they do not know something--or anything. This way they can rise above this expendable NPC meme that they have become. (Humans are so much more than their stupid political opinions.) My wish is for normies to say something honest like, ‘That’s a good point, I never thought about it that way before.’ Charitable, the way I used to be before the election was stolen from Trump and I started calling everyone a bitch.

The Intelligentsia

There are two types of Intelligentsia in our modern media-saturated age: Legacy and Millennial.

Legacy Intelligentsia (LI) include such honorable and trusted names like CNN, The NY Times, NPR, Democracy Now! and The View for some reason. Millennial Intelligentsia (MI) are only common folk who use their social media accounts to remind the other normies of the importance of wearing masks in between recipe posts.

LI have friends in high places and admittedly, a gift for exquisitely mincing words and coining the terms of today’s newspeak. The MI that are the first ones to use the said terms in their facebook posts are on the “cutting edge.” This tactic also normalizes the narrative. After all, if “normal people” agree with the government on all things controversial, then the government must be inerrant.

Both normie audiences believe the various lies of The Intelligentsia because they are “official,” and normies cannot believe that any “official” publication would have any reason to lie (this trait is common for all normies).

LI have deceived themselves for the sake of their—you guessed it! —ideology, and the MI have been so indoctrinated from their university upbringing while drowning in news propaganda that they forgot that they were Anti-War in 2008, spending four years deranged over the most Anti-War President in recent history.

LI believes that they are reporting the truth--in the very least “their truth”—while the MI regurgitates said “their truth.” (Meanwhile no other truth is permitted.)

The LI are the monetary beneficiaries of Connections with Skin in the Game, having none themselves. This hardly matters. So long as they are granted a little bit of money to mold minds, and their publication is kept afloat by a billionaire and their special interests, selling their integrity for the sake of the admiration of ignorant masses is totally worth it.

The MI are the most pathetic losers of the elitist Agenda; they don’t even get paid! Unless you count ‘likes’ and the self-satisfaction of saving the world by reminding the other normies how many lives we have saved by wearing masks.

The Elites

The Elites know that it is impossible to control all the minds all the time. Some people will be reformed normies….reformies? (as a type of Intelligentsia, I need to think of a better term for non-normies), while others will be controlled by competing propaganda from other groups of elites. Another surreptitious way for elites to control normies is with profligate abundance.

The Normies and The Intelligentsia confuse purchasing power with legitimate power. They foolishly think they have power because they are financially empowered: confident enough to buy stuff that makes them physically comfortable, and then more stuff when that comfort gets boring. But this is not power; this is slavery. The Elites know this and exploit it. (This is what makes them Elites.)

Money asks, power tells.

Power tells us where and what to spend our money on; it dictates how we spend our time; it tells us which candidate to support and why; it tells us who to hate, and how best to hate them. The Elites deceive and exploit normies for worldly gain.

As a person content with the bare minimum, I pondered aloud, what motivates someone to deceive and exploit and control other people like pawns? It’s so much effort! And how much power does someone really need?

A disembodied voice reminded me that every ego is insatiable in its own way. It can become a bottomless pit when fully indulged, and it can swallow us up if we let it. Some people want to get swallowed up for the illusion of worldly power. They must be careful. The only OCE that promises to quench our insatiable ego with worldly power is The Evil One.

Normies and Intelligentsia are mere pawns in this hidden game of World Domination played by various warring groups of The Elites. Greedy and proud elites are distracted by The Evil One’s promises and have seemingly forgotten our collective inevitability: death. Death is not the end. Death is the beginning. And with this beginning comes true justice, true consequences for a life lived in accordance with OCEs, and not our Divine Creator.

There is always an OCE fighting for control of our lives, but we must remember that our lives only belong to Our Creator and live according to His will. 

Who are you serving?

Sunday, January 17, 2021

Insights of Lived Boredom

As a casual experiment for no pre-determined length of time, I decided to live without the internet last winter.

By evening of the first day, I was using again.

Back then, the only way for me to succeed was to compromise. As such, I decided to avoid all social media instead, while still using the greater internet for necessities like news, blogs, debates, gossip, and calumny. (There were always arguments to be had in the comments section of news sites.) But without twitter to scroll through while I stood in an elevator for 13 seconds, my phone became semi-useless. Rarely did I receive phone calls or text messages, and Gmail and Venmo were hardly as satisfying.

This new lifestyle choice was cut short by the P A N D E M I C and resulting quarantine, which fettered me comfortably to a computer screen to use the internet the way we did circa 2002.

This experiment, and others that followed, made undeniable that I was a slave to the internet and social media. More than a habit, this was now my *sigh*……lifestyle. I needed to take a cold shower forever.

There were two reasons why I had become a slave: I was afraid to appear alone in groups of people, and submitted to my phone to look busy (important), and I was afraid of boredom (thinking independently) i.e. using my hard earned intuition. (This was not Absolute Boredom, a different topic.) Thus, the phone enabled the slow and habitual creep of spiritual weakness. I did not rely on God for these moments of boredom, but my digital appendage.

Alas, this was only a temporary public persona I’d adopted anyway. Once quarantined my internet addiction served as much a crutch for boredom and God replacement as my phone had before the experiment.

No longer. Today is Day 12 or 13 (I forget) of extremely limited internet and no social media. It has not been easy, and I find myself often bored. My phone is nothing more than a sleek and smooth brick, yet it must always accompany me. (I am beginning to wonder why.) Of course, I can still enjoy media that ends, like books and newspapers, just not video games, TV, movies or videos. The idea for this experiment is ascetic in nature. What will avoiding the instant gratification via phone and the information deluge of the internet at large do to me?

The First Stage is Boredom

My intellect is average at best, but boredom has undeniably increased it; I have recently compiled a list of daily insights (expect to see them fleshed out here). That was not possible when I was always being told what to think and when to think it, conditioned by my phone’s notifications to care about what was outside my control.

Newly ignorant to current events, I trust whatever I overhear, and because I don’t have any “alternative” facts, I can’t rebut. Boredom is the perfect exchange for fear and anger. This is very freeing!

The news is bullshit anyway. (So is voting.) All I need to know is which liberties they are taking away and when and/or which country we are invading and “why.” Simplifying my life by giving up control has thus far made me very content. I will always have political opinions that surface, but they will burn away if not fueled by the news cycle. Good. This leaves room for glorifying God, the only thing that separates us from the animals in the first place.

Everyone is always outraged by something, somewhere. Not me. I’m bored!

The Second Stage is Prayer

Silence is precious. Boredom is the first immature expression of that silence. I am immature insofar as silence is new to me. When it becomes unbearable, I rage and complain.

This is because I am a spoiled bitch. (Ordinary people accepted constant boredom for millennia before our pathetic generation.) However, once I let that rage and those complaints pass over me--without giving in to the temptation of twitter—I become calm. I stop trying to control everything and begin to enjoy this unpleasantness as it passes. This takes time and patience, of which I am also a novice and can give no practical tips.

When I am emptied of boredom, I am in silence. When I am in silence God is close. To bring myself closer, I pray.

Are there more than two stages?

I don’t know yet. Probably?

Arriving at the first step was the result of desperation for change, manifested from a deeper sadness that “entertainment” could never fill. Courageously taking that step was done in rebellion to fear and its control over me, which was only possible because I have faith (Stage 2). (How to have faith is another topic.)

The buffet of distraction has replaced ordinary boredom, in turn causing everyone to become addicted to entertainment. By denying myself this temptation and forcing myself to pay attention to my surroundings, I am re-learning to use my brain for glorifying God.

Are you ready to be uncomfortable? Are you ready to be free? God is waiting.